A few days in Sanjiang County opened a new chapter in Jiang Pingchuan's life, and it has been a while since he came to this strange world, Jiang Pingchuan has not only helped the people of Sanjiang County solve some strange and evil things.

More often than not, he was pestered by Zhou Ning'er to wander around, and Jiang Pingchuan had not seen the county magistrate and his notorious son Gao Yao during the time he came here.

"Brother Pingchuan, hurry up, I finally got my father to agree to let me come to the riverside, you are still grinding"

Zhou Ning'er held Jiang Pingchuan's arm and kept dragging and muttering, Jiang Pingchuan yawned and buzzed in response to Zhou Ning'er, just after the dawn Jiang Pingchuan was directly rushed into the room by Zhou Ning'er and dragged off the bed.

"Ning'er, is there really a sharp-horned scale fish in this Pushui River?"

Jiang Pingchuan vigorously took away Zhou Ning'er's arm that was holding him, quickly tidied up his clothes, and when he went out, his belt was hanging around his neck, and the loss was that there were not many people in the early morning.

Jiang Pingchuan tied his belt and looked at Zhou Ning'er who didn't answer his own question and just stood in front of him with a face full of resentment, Jiang Pingchuan coughed dryly and shook his arm twice, Zhou Ning'er, who was still sad, immediately smiled, hugged Jiang Pingchuan's arm, and gently shook with her steps.

"That's nature, there are countless people in the middle reaches of the Pushui River, whenever the first rays of light in the east are scattered on the Pushui River at sunrise, there will be schools of sharp-horned scaly fish jumping out of the water against the sun."

Zhou Ning'er raised her head and said with a smile, Jiang Pingchuan's eyes flashed with yearning, the reason why Sanjiang County is called Sanjiang is that this small county town is surrounded by rivers that run through six directions in three days.

At present, Zhou Ning'er is taking Jiang Pingchuan to the Pushui River in the three rivers, and the other two rivers have their own stories, which are said to have been passed down from their ancestors when Sanjiang County was still a small mountain village.

Jiang Pingchuan has always wanted to see some magical stories in Sanjiang County, but he didn't expect that he just mentioned it in front of Zhou Ning'er yesterday that he wanted to take a look at the sharp-horned scale fish in Pushui River, and he was woken up by Zhou Ning'er this morning and pulled out.

"Ning'er, have you ever seen the sharp-horned scale fish in this Pushui River?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Zhou Ning'er just looking at himself stupidly all the way, just following his own pace, and then he knocked lightly on Zhou Ning'er's slightly raised head, Zhou Ning'er glared at Jiang Pingchuan with a small mouth and shook his head.

"I haven't seen the sharp-horned scale fish in the Pushui River, I'm afraid I'm going to become an old monster if I see these fish, I'm going to take you out today mainly to try my luck, whether I can see these fish is not up to me."

Zhou Ning'er looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a smile, Jiang Pingchuan nodded, he also felt that it was impossible for Zhou Ning'er to have seen the sharp-horned scale fish, and there was part of the information about the sharp-horned scale fish recorded in the inferior part of the "Heavenly Beast Record".

This kind of fish is transformed from the reef at the bottom of the river that absorbs the essence of all things in the water, and it belongs to a spirit beast that soars against the sky, and is not subject to the constraints of the Three Realms and Six Laws, but this kind of fish has not appeared for a long, long time in the current era of lack of essence.

Jiang Pingchuan thought back to the "Ten Thousand Beasts" that those golden characters in his mind had transformed into last night, but he didn't expect that although this sharp-horned scale fish was classified as an inferior spirit beast, this spirit beast had the ability that ordinary spirit beasts did not have.

Born from the illusion of the reef, immortal and immortal, their demise is not death, but the gathering of schools of sharp-horned scale fish will stimulate their own hidden ability, which can open the door to time and space, so that those who are destined to see the past or the future.

"Brother Hirakawa, if we do encounter a sharp-horned scale fish, what would you most like to see?"

Zhou Ning'er shook her head slightly, shook her hair in a bun, and looked at Jiang Pingchuan with watery eyes, smiling and hiding her new thoughts under the corners of her mouth.

This incident really buried in her heart when Jiang Pingchuan ate the bowl of noodles she made, and even after many years, she would still habitually make a bowl of noodles and put it on the table and look at it stupidly, but the person who ate the noodles was no longer there.

"I want to look at the past, to see those who may no longer be there"

Jiang Pingchuan pondered for a moment when he heard Zhou Ning'er s words and still said what he wanted to see the most, but there were many things he wanted to see, but if he really saw the gate of time when the sharp-horned scale fish manifested.

What he wants to see most is not his parents, not the mysterious woman in his mind, what he wants to see is Maoshan Road, hundreds of brothers up and down Maoshan Mountain, his grandfather, his brother and his grandfather.

"Brother Hirakawa, where the hell did you come from, I always feel that you are carrying something that makes you very painful"

Zhou Ning'er stopped and stood in front of Jiang Pingchuan to look at Jiang Pingchuan with a sad face, and when he came to his senses, he saw Jiang Pingchuan again on that sunny morning after the rain.

Jiang Pingchuan walked into his noodle restaurant with blank eyes, he ate the Yangchun noodles he made, and he hid behind the curtain in the back hall and watched him eat his noodles one by one with a sad countenance.

"I come from a very ancient and beautiful continent, I don't belong to you, I am just an outsider to this continent, people will always have things that bind them in the world, we can't live carefree, we can only try our best to live the life we want"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Dongfang, who was slightly white, and muttered softly, he also figured out something now, he was sent to this strange continent by his ancestors.

Maybe his ancestor didn't want to go back by himself at all, he had to cross thousands of continents to find the Yuanwu Continent, and without the strength of the Supreme Realm, he didn't dare to imagine that he could return to the Yuanwu Continent with his own ability.

Facing the world in front of him whose strength was suppressed to the early stage of the Foundation Building Realm, if he didn't go out, I am afraid that he would be trapped here for the rest of his life and know that he was dead.

"Oh, actually, I want to do the most"

"Let's go"

Before Zhou Ning'er's words were finished, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly shouted and walked quickly, so he directly took Zhou Ning'er's hand and ran towards the riverside not far away.

Zhou Ning'er just felt that her body leaned to the side suddenly, and she was pulled by Jiang Pingchuan and ran up, in that case, Zhou Ning'er looked at her feet in shock, and she was pulled off the ground by Jiang Pingchuan.

"Brother Hirakawa, what are you doing, you"

"Quick Look"

Zhou Ning'er followed Jiang Pingchuan and stopped and looked at Jiang Pingchuan angrily and just wanted to get angry, but Jiang Pingchuan startled her with another voice, and her eyes looked at the Pushui River in front of her.

The surface of the river was glowing with golden light, and in the light, a group of fish with sharp horns jumped out of the water in a regular shape and fell into the water, making golden splashes, Zhou Ning'er rubbed her eyes.

When he saw that Jiang Pingchuan had run to the closest place to the river, he knew that he had really seen the legendary sharp-horned scale fish, and he just wanted to run towards Jiang Pingchuan, but he fainted in front of him.

When Jiang Pingchuan looked back, there was no trace of Zhou Ning'er, just a green meadow, there was only himself here, and a group of sharp-horned scale fish behind him who were constantly cheering and jumping.

"Little friend, the old man has been waiting for you here for a long time"

Jiang Pingchuan suddenly turned around when he heard the deep voice behind him, and saw a group of sharp-horned scaly fish that kept jumping, Jiang Pingchuan glanced around and walked towards the river with his own steps.